NovelApp-Carrie suspected that Mr. Labbe had taken medicine.
“come over.” Mr. Labbe seemed to be in a good mood.
He waved to Carrie.
He quite liked the scent of Carrie just after taking a shower.
“Mr. Labbe.” Carrie came over and called him sweetly.
Although she wanted to k!ll Mr. Labbe in her heart, unfortunately, she didn’t have the ability and could only please him.
When he was happy, her life became easier.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt was best to eat and drink enough and leave Wiltspoon as soon as possible.
As long as he was not around, she could live a happy life.
Although she had to learn etiquette, it was better than facing the uncertain Mr. Labbe every day.
One moment he could be intimate with her, and the next moment he could strangle her neck and make her almost meet her great-grandmother.
Mr. Labbe grabbed Carrie's hand and pulled her to fall on him.
He turned over and pressed her under him.
Just when he was about to attack her, Carrie suddenly pushed him away.
Then she jumped out of bed as quickly as possible and rushed to the bathroom.
Then Mr. Labbe heard the sound of Carrie vomiting in the bathroom.
Mr. Labbe’s well-maintained face immediately became frighteningly gloomy.
He had a lot of mistresses, but no one had ever dared to treat him like this.
Carrie was impatient with life! Did she think he had to use her? He could find the chess pieces at any time.
He only liked her because of her hatred for Serenity and Camryn, so he dared to use her boldly.
Others were always afraid of the York family’s power.
After a long silence, Mr. Labbe got out of bed and walked into the bathroom.
Seeing Carrie, who was vomiting uncomfortably, he asked coldly, “Does my touch make you so disgusted?” Carrie was vomiting until the sky turned dark, and she was feeling very uncomfortable.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhen she heard Mr. Labbe’s cold words, she was frightened to death and quickly shook her head.
After barely stopping vomiting, she explained, “Mr. Labbe, it has nothing to do with you.
| don’t know why | suddenly felt nauseated and then vomited.” Mr. Labbe stared at her for a long time before saying, “I'm sorry you don't have the courage.” Nausea, vomiting? Mr. Labbe, who already had a son and a daughter, suddenly asked Carrie, “After every time, don't you take medicine?” Carrie: “...” She understood the meaning of Mr. Labbe’s words and said with a look of disbelief, “I have taken medicine, but | don’t take medicine every time.
Do | need to take medicine every time?” She thought taking the medicine twice would be enough.
Mr. Labbe softened his expression and said calmly, “Tomorrow, | will have someone come over to take your pulse and check it.” Carrie asked, “Mr. Labbe, what if | am really pregnant and the child is yours?” “Kill it off!” Mr. Labbe said it ruthlessly.
“I'm still pregnant after taking the medicine.
This child is destined to us.” Carrie said.
Mr. Labbe still said coldly, “Those medicines have serious side effects and can easily cause fetal malformation.
If you are really pregnant, abort the baby immediately while the baby is still young to minimize the harm to your body.” Carrie: “...
Oh.” Just knock it off.
If a deformed child is born, wouldn't he be laughed to death? What Carrie thought was that if she gave birth to a deformed child, she would become a joke to others.
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